My friend Betsy loves to go to auctions. So when she asked me last week if I wanted to go with her on Saturday, I said yes. My plan was to go along for the ride and maybe I would get one or two things. I vowed not to bring home ANY furniture. The sewing table on top of the van is proof that I failed there. Still, most of the stuff is Betsy's and we would have had more if I hadn't drug her away from the free piles at the close of the auction. It took us almost two hours to load up the car. But we got it all in. She can pack and consolidate, yes she can.
Next posting. The surprise, inside.
